Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik was slightly disappointed in the irrational fears of these men, as he always was. Society would never change, it seemed. Everyone would always fear what they did not understand. "The insolence..." He whispered, shaking his head at the thought of such people. Still, he managed to smile at Madame Giry and flushed once again at her comment. "Well, thank you, my friend. I take pride in my work, but I hardly consider myself a mastermind." Erik chuckled at this.